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Short Story: How Magroth Saved His Apples

A Short scene played out in my head while making a reply to a post... so thought I might share the smiles as my 2nd ever forum posting! (>^w^)'>~~~
~cheers NL

In a hidden Evil Lair Under An Active Volcano....

Ragadam: "... No! For the last time Magroth, I will not station my death machines just to defend
your worthless apple stores... That is a dumb-ass idea! "

Magroth: *entreatingly* "... but Sire!... My Apples! All the farmers do all day is hide in barrels!
Those cunning barrel people simply walk up and rob me blind! My dead guards are useless!" ~sneak snake!

Ragadam: *turns away from Magroth* Not my problem. That is my final decision.
I worked hard making my death machines.
You'r on your own!

Magroth: ...... *lost for words*
Magroth: .... "Don't make me use my last resort... You know I will use ' IT' !"

Ragadam: "What do you mea..." *tilts head slightly glancing back*

Magroth: *Slightly raises forearms pointing up*

Ragadam: "OH GODS! NO! ANYTHING BUT THAT!
*fully faces Magroth*
I just had fresh Levanian Lavenders Vases placed in my office! "
*Wags finger menacingly*
Ragadam: "ARMS STAY DOWN MAGROTH! I will show you how to posses the farm machines for yourself..."

*Magroth struts off Arms stiff at his sides but grinning gleefully thinking of apple pies... and starving barrel people...*